User blog comment:Segalia/Great Power/@comment-1298206-20130413004159/@comment-32303-20130413112422

Kriasha looks around and freezes in place.. She's heard a distant voice repeating her name, almost a whisper: "Longfang. . . Longfang. . ."

She turns in the direction of the voice, following it. She passes a doorway and hears the whisper again. Kriasha looks in the direction of the voice; her vision's drawn to an armored mouse on a magnificently-done tapestry.

She walks to stand in front of the woven hanging and stops, resting a paw on the wall beside it. The general's eyes are locked on the mouse's face and the wondrous sword hanging on the two pins beside the tapestry as though they're the only things that exist for her. As she stands there gazing at the tapestry, her eyes suddenly become unfocused,